voices, and their echoes
it’s always been the same voice
sitting in the back of my head
commanding the messages from my heart,
it’s always oh you know you…
LOVE LOVE LOVE
and I do,
a rational being i know these things
and i can force change like hurricanes can force evacuations:
maybe i shouldve
maybe i just didnt
there is no one to blame here, but;
i think there’s a part of you that just kinda wants to
spread yr dirty bloody fingers against my skins
and love me because i bleed
you still see me
between the eraser marks against my skin
little bars i
sink into you
and you know me by the scars
ive left and you call me
by name